Chapter 78

Chapter 78

The door was only opened a crack, so Orion couldn't see that there was another person in the room.

Priscilla wanted to refuse, but Orion didn't wait for her to speak."Excuse me, may I come in?"

There was a slight sound from behind her. Priscilla's hand loosened, and he squeezed in.

Priscilla looked back. Mireille was gone, and even the cup of coffee she had just poured for her was nowhere to be seen.

She breathed a sigh of relief without showing it, then walked to the cabinet and skillfully brewed another pot of coffee.

Orion sat down where Mireille had just been sitting.

"Mr. Grayson's sudden visit must be for something very important." Priscilla said in a business-like manner.

Orion squinted at her. Although he tried his best to hide it, Priscilla could still see a look in his eyes like he was looking at prey.

It was very uncomfortable.

"As the youngest winner of the Golden Throne, Ms. Medici is indeed worthy of your reputation. Your temperament is truly outstanding." he said with a faint smile.

Priscilla was used to all kinds of flattery. She lowered her head and gave a shy smile."You're too kind. I was just lucky."

"Luck is also a part of strength. Ms. Medici, you don't seem surprised at all that I'm here. Then you should already know that I've joined the Grayson Group." he fiddled with the ring on his hand.

Priscilla's gaze was inevitably drawn to the ring.

It was an ancient ring.

To be honest, Priscilla had only seen this kind of ring among excavated burial objects. This was the first time she had seen someone wear it in real life.

Seeing that Priscilla had noticed the ring, Orion reached out and gently stroked it. "This is the Grayson family's heirloom. I heard it was passed down from my grandfather to every head of the family."

What head of the family? Priscilla was a little speechless in her heart. The Grayson Group was just a small business stall in his grandfather's hands. It was only because of Vance's vision and luck that the Grayson Group flourished.

So this so-called heirloom?

Priscilla didn't expose Orion, just pretended not to know anything. "It seems that Mr. Grayson is determined to get the Grayson Group."

"So, is Ms. Medici willing to cooperate with me? I think Ms. Medici is also a like-minded person. If we join forces, we will definitely be unstoppable." Orion adjusted his tie again.

This was a formal invitation, but Priscilla was not in a hurry to agree. Instead, she stared straight at him. "Does Mr. Grayson know that Ms. Grayson and I are also close friends?"

"Of course I know, but so what? Don't blame me for being blunt, women always have to get married. No matter how well Mireille runs the company, she will get married one day. After she gets married, she will no longer be a Grayson family member. Will the company still be hers to manage then?" Orion asked in return.

Priscilla had to say that Orion was indeed very good at making people angry.

"Mr. Grayson came in a hurry today. I need a few days to think about it. I'll contact Mr. Grayson when I've made up my mind." Priscilla directly showed him the door.

Orion didn't expect to get Priscilla on his side today. He just thought that Priscilla's lack of refusal was a tacit agreement.

He left in a good mood.

As soon as Orion left, Mireille came out of the lounge.

"Is he sick!" Mireille cursed angrily. "He's trying to win over my people on his first day at the company. Is his brain flooded!"

Priscilla reached out and gently patted Mireille's back. "You should be glad that our opponent is this kind of person now."

Stupid and unaware of it.

Mireille put the cup on the table. "He was right about one thing. If I really get married, I won't be qualified to manage the company."

Priscilla reached out and gently patted her shoulder. "So, marriage is not a must."

At worst, just keep the child.

"Orion will come to win me over, and he will also go to win over others under you. You can't be sure that everyone is loyal to you." Priscilla reminded.

Mireille slumped in her chair. "So I will doubt. As long as I doubt, the whole team will be disintegrated from within. He definitely didn't come up with this move himself."

Once trust was broken, Mireille would definitely have a hard time in the future.

"Yes, but I believe you have no problem." Priscilla looked at her with certainty.

If Mireille was a person who could be easily defeated, she would not have made Vance feel threatened and specially invite Orion back.

The drawings had been sent to Algernon. Priscilla estimated that it was about time to go to the film set to meet the director.

"Be careful." Mireille told her before she left.

Outside the film set, Priscilla was surprised to see Algernon's car.

She paused and walked towards Algernon's car.

Before she reached it, the car door opened. Algernon, with a laptop on his lap, was looking up at her.

"You're early." he said. "Get in the car. Theo isn't here yet."

In the passenger seat, Aiden was quietly calculating the messy documents in his hand and sent another text message to Theo.

Priscilla raised her hand and glanced at her watch. It was already eleven o'clock.

Theo probably encountered some emergency, Priscilla didn't think too much.

At this moment, Theo, in a garage not far away, looked at his phone with a bitter face.

"This is the third time they've told me to go over later. What exactly happened?" Theo murmured.

Last night, Quinlan had been filming for half the night. He was already exhausted.

He had thought that he would get a good night's sleep after settling the costume issue this morning. Unexpectedly, he had already slept twice in the nanny van, and Algernon still wouldn't let him go over.

Could it be that Algernon disliked him?

Just as Theo was racking his brains, Aiden finally sent a new message:  [You can come over now. Don't forget what I told you.]

Theo felt as if he had been granted amnesty and immediately had someone drive to the film set.

After waiting for nearly forty minutes, Priscilla finally saw the hurried Theo.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Medici. There was an emergency on the set. I've kept you waiting." Theo said carefully, looking up at Algernon.

Seeing that Algernon said nothing, Theo was slightly relieved.

"It's okay. Since you're here, let's take a look at the design drawings together." Priscilla waved her hand, not minding.

Theo's aesthetic sense had always been very good. His eyes lit up when he saw Priscilla's first draft.

Sure enough, the people Algernon chose were not ordinary people.

Theo was satisfied with every set of clothes and was full of praise after seeing them.

"If you have any questions, I can still make adjustments." Priscilla added after the presentation.

Theo decisively waved his hand. "No, this is very good."

As soon as his voice fell, Algernon, who had been silent, looked at him. "Mr. Green, the Visconti Group has also invested a lot in this drama. No detail can be flawed."

Algernon's words made Theo's whole body tremble.